The 5 Stone Ring

Genre: Fantasy

The legend say:

In ancient days in a village 150 miles away from Xi’an, China lived a medicine woman. Her name was Nian Zhen and she was highly respected in the area and very powerful.

Nian Zhen used herbs and crystals to heal, punish and advise the believers who came to see her.  She could see things and always spoke the truth, often upsetting those who came but she could not lie.

A rich and selfish farmer’s daughter came to see her, bringing several admirers with to put on a show. She believed that she was more important, educated, and beautiful than anyone else, including Nian Zhen.…

Rightful Owner

Genre: Thriller

 

Stretching Callis slowly rises from sleep.

‘Damn this bed’s comfortable’.  She looks around knowing there are a dozen things she can do to finish moving in, but the road’s calling.  Dressed in her running gear, she blitzes a power smoothie and gets moving.

Within minutes the only focus is her and the road, just the way she likes it.  Thump-thump. Thump-thump, its mesmerizing. She has a good run and heads home.

A quick shower later and Callis is starving.  She puts on water for eggs and slices 2 whole-wheat toast. She stops dead… weren’t there 6 eggs? Why would there only be 5 now? Callis always has 2 eggs.  She looks around in confusion. …

The Gibbet

Genre:  Horror

Desperation led her to steal. She was starving. Filthy. Freezing. The winter of 1710 was cruel and cold. Desperate enough she tried to sell her body, but no-one wanted a smelly bag of bones. She couldn’t give it away! 1 apple would feed the burning hunger in her gut, take the pain away.

The woman waited until the grocer turned his back. As quick as she could she grabbed an apple, knocking over several others as she turned to run. Hunger made her weak and she hadn’t taken more than a few steps when she felt his hand grab her hair. Her head jerked back and she fell, sharp stones scratched her back, spotting her manky dress.…

The Old Man’s Bridge

Genre: Thriller

‘Halt! Who goes there?’

The command was aimed at scaring the hell out of any unsuspecting traveller along the Mountain Pass and it did!

‘J…just a traveller sir.’

The huge, old man lifted his lantern higher and stared into the pale face of the traveller.

‘You look tired. How about a night at the Creaky Pines Inn? We have room but no stew tonight. Come, come.’ The old man gestured and started walking back along the creaky bridge.…